elizabeth smilie had never had the easiest life, but one thing elizabeth knew how to do was lie her way out of a situation.. but when it comes to lying for people that she's genuinely worried for.. another situation

Zoe Adam was a master at pretending. At eighteen, she'd perfected the art of silence, smiling when expected, nodding at the right moments, keeping her secrets tucked away in her heart. It was safer that way. With three siblings, a chaotic dysfunctional Latin household, and parents who wore kindness like a mask, Zoe learned early that love could sting just as easily as it could soothe. Her mother could call her mi vida in one breath, then leave bruises seen and unseen in the next. Her father? He floated in and out, too wrapped in his own storms to notice the ones he left behind. None knew anything. her sisters who witnessed everything but didn't say anything, had their own shields. Not her brother, who tried to be the hero but never saw what needed saving. Zoe kept everything locked inside her feelings, her loneliness, her hunger, her ache, her need until even she forgot what it felt like to be full. Then came Hayden Reid. Nineteen, half-Italian and Puerto Rican, . He moved to London that summer, taking the flat right next door. To most, he was just the new guy with the sharp jaw, quiet hazel eyes, and that permanent don't-get-too-close look. But to Zoe, he was more than that. He was her brother's best friend. The boy who used to tease her when they were kids visiting Italy. The one who disappeared after his parents split and reappeared years later with more muscle, and a haunted look she couldn't stop staring at. Hayden had his own shadows. His past was littered with broken things promises, people, places he no longer called home. Coming back to London was supposed to be a reset, not a reunion. But fate had other plans for him. Now, he lives just a few steps from Zoe's window. Too close to ignore, too far to touch. And despite the years, the distance, and the damage they see each other in a way no one else does. Two hearts with locked doors. Two people who never meant to collide again.

Celia Sinclair was born into privilege, but behind the glass of her perfect life, she was suffocating. Her father saw her as nothing more than a bargaining chip, her future dictated and her voice silenced. With an arranged marriage closing in, her gilded cage felt smaller than ever. Desperate, Celia made a reckless deal: she needed a fake boyfriend. Her choice? Ryker Vale-an underground fighter with bruised knuckles, a dangerous glare, and a defiance her world would never accept. He wasn't safety. He wasn't approval. He was fire-and she threw herself into him just to prove she could still burn. But some obsessions burn too bright, and when desire turns dangerous, both must choose: obey their cages, or set the world on fire

He looks like he might close the space between us. He looks like he wants to. My brain supplies a dozen sane exits. My body refuses every one. He looks as if he might kiss me. So I do something- exactly the kind of crazy I'm proud of but later I regret. I bite him right on the shoulder. He's in a tank, and my teeth definitely sink in. "What the hell?" he jerks back with a sharp laugh, stumbling slightly. "Did you just bite me?" "I panicked!" I defend, a little too quickly. "You don't have to mark me when I'm already yours, Swan." he says. Excuse me? "What!?" I blink, nearly tripping over my own foot. "What did you just say?" He shrugs, all cool and composed, "I'm already yours." he repeats, like it's nothing. Like it's not the verbal equivalent of a punch to the stomach and a kiss to the soul. My jaw drops. "Are you- are you okay?" "Perfectly," he says, then taps his shoulder. "Just sore though." ✧𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.✧ ✩Amara Fontaine, a 24 year old ballerina. She was light, grace, and everything golden. A ballerina with a heart too kind for the cruel world. But even the brightest stars can be swallowed by the dark. 🜲Xavier Hayes, a 27 year old boxer. He was ruthless, untouchable, and everything dark. A man who never let anyone close-until her. But love makes even the strongest men bleed. Tropes- Boxer X Ballerina Enemies to Lovers Touch her and 🔪 He fell first and she fell harder Possessive and Obsessed MCs Nicknames and Banter Betrayal and Revenge [THIS IS A CLOSED DOOR ROMANCE!]

Sofia Rossi was taken from her real family-the Spanish mafia,when she was young. She was kidnapped and tortured by the Russians for two years until they dropped her off to an orphanage. She grew up in foster care, having a shitty life. At day, she was just a teenage girl with a bad family but at night she was world's best assassin. Along with her friends she tried to live her life the best she could in her situation. One day, her foster parents died leading Sofia to find her real family. She has no choice but to travel to New York to live with her six brothers and parents, whom she thought had left her. Then she meets Romano De Luca. Italian don, and her brother's best friend. He is used to spending time in paperwork, dealing with shipments and stuff like that. But when a stubborn, hardheaded, fiery girl appears in his life he can't seem to ignore her and the feeling he starts to have for her. Their personalities clash with each other and they love to annoy the other, leading to a lot of fights and banter.

Olive west or should I now say Isabelle Russo is trapped in a web of lies when she finds out she's the lost long daughter of the Italian mafia. Olive west was just another rich kid attending royal ridge highschool. So when her senior trip to Europe came around she was just another kid who got on the plane, another kid who got off the plane, and another kid who entered Europe but the second she stepped foot in Italy she wasn't just another kid. Her family had finally found her and they weren't planning on letting her go. The Russo family was a name all of Italy knew, but also a name very few knew was involved with organized crime. Everything she thought she knew was a big fat lie all to "protect her" from her own family. She's now desperate to find out why her mother lied to her and why she ran away from Italy, but it seems to be the last thing her family wants to talk about.

"Do you ever think?! Do you ever stop and realise you're being a complete and utter idiot!?" "No, that's why I keep you around." Bellamy x OC Season 1 - ? !DISCLAIMER! Do not read unless you've watched the 100 or else some things will just make no sense!

Her only great crime was to be born and not chosen to live. Alana was banished from the Ark having been born minutes after her twin brother. As a baby, no one expected her to survive the uninhabitable Earth, the cruel punishment would go unnoticed for years, one more dirty secret that the Ark swore dead. No one knew, however, that there was someone willing to take her down there, to raise her and make her a deadly warrior. She was raised as a grounder, and the land rewarded her with one of its most sacred gifts. But when her true descendants come down from the skies, the life she knew will be in her past, wars are coming, and being a warrior, She must prepare to fight them. ► The 100 Fanfic ► Changed plot of my own authorship

"the secret of us is hurting everyone i care about." "you mean the people who sent you down here knowing you could die?" a roan x female OC fanfiction.

Slow burn enemies to lovers. Intense yearning and emotionally complex Cecilia Riddle has always been more than just a name, but no one ever cared to look past it. The twin sister of Mattheo Riddle, daughter of the Dark Lord himself, she walks the halls of Hogwarts with a reputation as sharp as her stare. Feared and misunderstood. She doesn't need friends. She has silence. She doesn't need saving. She has control. Theodore Nott has known Cecilia since childhood, cold stares across pureblood parlors, bitter remarks in class, a rivalry born from old magic and quiet resentment. He's part of her brother's world. A Slytherin. A Nott. But there's something about the way she watches the world, like she's already survived it. This is a story of legacy, control, and a slow, sharp burn of the boy who saw everything in the girl who refused to be seen. #1 in theodorenott